Chapter 28 The Frantic Dash

The receptionist's expression shifted, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Ah, so you're associated with the one who has protection from the Battle Mages Alliance. Lucky is in room 866 on the 8th floor. However, you will need permission from the police to visit him. Alternatively, you can bring a family member along," the receptionist informed Veer.

Understanding the receptionist's instructions, Veer reached for his smartwatch and dialed Lucky's father. To his surprise, a hoarse voice answered from the other end, "Hello Veer, is that you?"

"Yes, Uncle. I'm currently at the hospital reception area. Can you come to pick me up?" Veer requested.

"I'll be there shortly. Just give me a few moments," his uncle replied in the same hoarse voice.

Curiosity stirred within Veer as he wondered why his uncle's voice sounded so strained. Had he been crying? He anxiously awaited his uncle's arrival, contemplating the grim circumstances surrounding Lucky's condition.

Finally, a middle-aged man appeared, hurrying towards Veer. Concern etched his face as he approached his nephew. "Veer, how are you? Why didn't you answer my calls?

"Uncle, I apologize for not answering your calls and messages. I was in an area with no network coverage," Veer explained, hoping to alleviate his uncle's worry.

Veer Look at what has happened to your friend. Someone tried to kill him. You must have heard about the incident at Warrior School. It's Lucky, your friend. Both his legs and hands have been severely injured. He may never walk properly again, never live a normal life," Veer's uncle sobbed.

"Uncle, please calm down. Let's go to Lucky's room first, and then we can talk," Veer suggested, trying to console his distraught uncle.

Fury surged within Veer, a fiery inferno of rage, yearning to exact vengeance upon the heartless perpetrator who had inflicted such grave harm upon his beloved friend. The thought of the brutal assault ignited a searing pain in his chest. However, amidst the flames of fury, a voice of reason emerged, reminding Veer that this was not the moment for uncontrolled anger. No, now more than ever, he needed to embody composure and strength,providing unwavering support to his devastated uncle and aunt.

Let's not dwell on it now. We need to focus on Lucky's condition," he says in his mind, his voice filled with concern.

Veer nodded, appreciating his uncle's understanding. They continued walking towards Lucky's hospital room, a sense of anticipation and trepidation building within them. The weight of the situation hung heavy in the air, and they both knew that seeing Lucky in his current state would be a difficult sight to bear.

As Veer and Lucky's father stepped out of the elevator, they noticed two police officers stationed outside room number 866. It became evident that they were there for Lucky's protection. Veer walked alongside Lucky's father, heading towards the room. The sight of the officers prompted them to halt, as the officers questioned their presence.

"Who are you both? Visitors are not allowed at the moment. Only family members are permitted to enter."

"I've come to see my son. I passed by here earlier. How could you not recognize me?" Lucky's father inquired, a touch of irritation in his voice.

"We just started our shift, so we weren't aware of you. Can you please show us your ID card?" one of the officers requested.

Lucky's father handed over his ID card, and the officer proceeded to scan it. After verifying the information displayed on the screen, which included his name, age, and his relation to Lucky, the officer returned the ID card.

Turning his attention to Veer, the officer asked, "And who are you?"

"I'm Veer, Lucky's childhood friend," Veer promptly responded.

The officer turned to Lucky's father, seeking confirmation. "Sir, is he indeed Lucky's friend? He has come to visit him."

Affirming Veer's identity, Lucky's father vouched for him, saying, "Yes, he is my son's friend here to see him."

Satisfied with the explanation, the officer turned back to Veer and requested, "Please provide your ID card as well. We need to enter your information into our database to keep track of visitors."

Veer complied, handing his ID card to the officer. As the card was scanned, Veer's information appeared on the screen, ensuring that his identity was accurately recorded in their records.

With the necessary permissions and verifications complete, Veer and Lucky's father were finally granted access to Lucky's hospital room.

Veer noticed his friend's father's disbelief and hurried to reassure him. "Uncle, I don't have all the details, but I do know that Lucky and this girl share a connection. And what's more, the Battle Mages Alliance has issued a bounty for the capture of the person responsible for the incident, whether alive or dead. We will get to the bottom of this, and everything will be fine. Please trust me," Veer explained, trying to instill hope and reassurance in Lucky's father.

Lucky's father, still grappling with the revelations, nodded hesitantly. "I trust you, Veer. We'll support Lucky through this, and we'll find the truth together."

Lucky's father managed to regain his composure upon hearing Veer's comforting words. However, Veer and nurse noticed that Lucky's mother resumed crying, further intensifying the emotional atmosphere in the room. Concerned about the patient's well-being, nurse gently addressed her, saying, "Please, ma'am, try not to cry here. It might disturb Lucky. Perhaps it would be best if you step outside the room for a moment."

Reacting swiftly to his suggestion, Lucky's father understood the need to console his wife and quietly guided her out of the room to offer solace.

Now alone with the nurse, Veer's gaze fell upon her as she prepared medications near Lucky's bedside. Something caught his attention—the tattoo on the nurse's hand. It displayed a unique design, combining elements of both a snake and a scorpion. Curiosity piqued, Veer couldn't help but inquire, pointing towards the tattoo, "That tattoo... What does it signify?"

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